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May 2019
I notice almost everything. And I literally mean almost everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things people used to do. I notice when things change, and when things aren’t the same anymore. I notice almost every single little thing. I just don’t always say something about it.
Indigo
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Indigo  18/F/Lost somewhere in space.
(18/F/Lost somewhere in space.)   
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